The sunset is not the passing of the years, and the wind is not the fault of the woods.

When we were young, we always wanted to have a lot of better things.

However, now that I have grown up, I have gradually come to understand: "Even if there is everything good in this world, not all of them must be owned."

The life we choose and the life we choose are the result of two completely different fates.

At the end of the year and the beginning of the new year, Tranquility chatted with Han Bin after dinner on Chinese New Year's Eve at this moment, and she couldn't help but sigh: "After this year, after this season, I am no longer 18 years old, and I am a year older." ”

The festival of the New Year always seems to remind people of a lot, and they like to count the bits and pieces of the year.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa once said, "If you delete any moment in your life, you can't become who you are today." In this case, whether it is proud or the road is bumpy, it is just a gift from the years after all.

For Serenity, who is far away, the New Year is the end of the past year, but it is also the beginning of everything.

And because she has experienced too much this year, she feels that she has grown a lot in an instant.

For today's rapid development, there are opportunities and glory ahead, and more should face the road ahead.

The years leave traces, turn around between the flowers blooming and falling, and what kind of seeds you sow next to the strange road will bloom what kind of flowers.

So Tranquility has never regretted her choice, although she envies them in college life, but there are also many things that cannot be learned on campus.

Han Bin had already drunk too much during the meal, and he was sitting on the sofa and talking nonsense.

His mobile phone on the table kept ringing, and he didn't answer every time it rang, and he didn't even look at it.

Tranquility said that when his phone rang, he waved his hand and said, "Don't care, it must be my parents, too lazy to pay attention to them." ”

Tranquility felt very strange, although he usually knew that his relationship with his parents was not very good, but it was not so bad.

Tranquility didn't care about him, she cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks for eating, she tidied up the kitchen, and said in a sigh: "We have celebrated the New Year like this, a simple hot pot, and a different year." ”

Han Bin said drunkly: "Yes, in this lively sound of firecrackers, we sent away this unforgettable old year, and after today, we are one year older." ”

How many warm spring breezes have brought the new year to people with smiles on their faces.

Outside the window, every household opened their doors and windows to let the joy of the Chinese New Year's Eve shine into the house.

In this city, the sound of firecrackers is mixed with the cheerful instrumental music of gongs and drums, and is filled with hearty laughter.

The drunk Han Bin fell asleep quietly on the sofa, she went to get the quilt and covered him, and sat alone by the electric oven in a daze, playing QQ on her mobile phone. Inside the message box are all kinds of blessings bouncing non-stop.

She simply flipped through it, and quit QQ because she wanted traffic, and she was reluctant.

She took her mobile phone and dialed the home phone several times, but the prompts were unreachable, because the installed landline was an antenna to receive signals, and it was common for the line to be disconnected or unreachable without a signal while talking.

She wondered if the house was very lively at this time, or maybe the neighbors were all sitting together and chatting about all kinds of interesting things about the year.

There are also people who go out to work, who may return to their hometowns with shy boyfriends and girlfriends on this New Year's Day.

It's the New Year! Smoke rises from the hometown, and the whole village is cheering.

Every household is brightly lit, usually everyone is very economical in electricity, only on the day of the New Year, special luxury, inside and outside the lights are bright.

The lights in the village are lighting the way home for the children, and the sound of firecrackers is like children in a distant country calling for their parents' cordial greetings.